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"There are about 100000 of them."

"Just as I give you a gift."

Ling Hao looks at many disciples from the outside and inside, and then places them on the table.

"By the head."

He finished, smiled and walked away.

Sitting on the ground, Tao Rui wails from time to time. Seeing this scene, he can't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. When his eyes are closed, he faints.

In the moment of unconsciousness, the suffocation in his heart reached the extreme.

It's a good calculation to buy his fairy stone!

Harm others and benefit oneself, this

At that moment, daorui regrets that he shouldn't challenge the devil

This day is the most lively day in Liuyun Taoist school. From the disciples of the outer gate to the chief disciple, as well as the master of Jiufeng, they talk about someone more than once.

Some people say that Ling Hao's cultivation has reached the end of the world. Others say that he saw Ling Hao's sword God realm with his own eyes.

In a word, Linghao's name has already become popular in Liuyun Taoist school. The chief disciple of Jiufeng then understands the beginning of Jiandao and visits from time to time.

At night, LiuYun palace, the lights are dim.

The happy laughter of the four teachers and apprentices came from inside.

In the main hall, a table of good wine and good food.

Luo Qinghuan sits in the main seat, Ling Hao, Hua Han and Chang'an surround her.

"Little apprentice, you're the only one who's got the show today." Hua Han holds the wine pot and pours a glass of wine for Ling Hao.

Linghao picked up his glass and drank it up. He said lightly, "what's the show? It's just a lesson to a maniac."

Chang'an took out a drawing from her arms and said, "your second elder martial sister has nothing else to give you. You are good at thinking about this skill."

Ling Hao looks at it for a moment, and doesn't know whether to take it or not. When he reaches his level, he can only speak with strength. All technical things are probably useless.

Looking at her cold eyes, Ling Hao took it.

Luo Qinghuan saw this scene, put down his chopsticks, and said with a smile, "that's right. Your brothers and sisters should help each other."

Linghao nodded. During this time, he knew two elder martial sisters and one master.

Master sister Hua Han is unrestrained

Well, no, I'm passionate.

Second elder martial sister Chang'an is a little cold, but in fact, she is polite and polite.

On the whole, it's all pretty good.

How about myself

Ling Hao thought for a moment, as if he had done nothing for them.

"It's time for my skill to spread."

In the middle of the night, they go back to their houses.

It's also a night of cultivation, and the skill has been enhanced a lot. When you open the window, the rising sun slowly rises from the East, sending out a wisp of golden thread.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant outside, and the mist is slowly dispersing.

On this day, the three elder martial sisters and younger brothers talked about Tao's physique from Kendo, and then from physique to alchemy and refining weapons.

It's all about cultivation.

Hua Han and Chang'an have a deeper understanding of kendo, which is attributed to their younger martial brother's sword God realm.

Ling Hao is not secretive either. He has many magical spells in his mind and chooses many more powerful ones to give to the two elder martial sisters.

"Younger martial brother, are you creating twelve swords with blooming flowers?"

Hua Han put away his long sword and looked at Ling Hao with joy.

Since Ling Hao passed on her sword technique, the more she cultivated, the more profound she felt.

So she was curious.

Chang'an said, "when hundred deer return to the sea, it's also the hand of younger martial brother."

"Don't be so surprised. It's all in my spare time." Ling Hao chuckled.

It's not a lie. He was the emperor in his previous life. He always felt lonely after a long time.

So studying the magic of supernatural power can kill endless years.